That is why I would like to know your opinion about the subject; it is very difficult for me and on the same topic, do you have any children? Dear Master? Peace and spiritual harmony— to you Master of life.

Thank You.

Answer:

We have created a utilitarian society, where a human being is nothing more than simple merchandise, sold by the hour…

What we call “work” is nothing more than selling hours of our lives in order to fill our bellies…

We learn and prepare ourselves to acquire more qualities and properties that will get us a better price on society’s market.

Schools and universities, with their certificates and diplomas are like quality tags, allowing us to get a higher price… something more elevated.

But the terrible problem is that we are wondering around in life not communicating with human beings, but with products. To each and every one of them we set a determined price…

In a world where the only importance is your utility, how difficult it has become to love… your price is set according to your beauty, intelligence, and skills… according to your ability to be useful… to be utilized…

We put canaries and nightingales in cages, and we charge a price according to their usefulness… Fortunate enough, they do not understand our illness… our disability… if they would understand; the sadness in their hearts would stop them from singing…

“WHAT IS YOUR OPINION ABOUT PEOPLE WHO WERE BORN DISABLED?”

Walter… for me there is only one disability… lack of ability to love…

Our disability to open our hearts and appreciate the other, not only in relation to his utility… the disability of seeing people just as merchandise, objects intended to give us pleasure and comfort.

Children are not born disabled…. It is us, by the way we were trained by a utilitarian society that have have lost our natural ability to accept and appreciate ourselves… to honor beings not as objects with a certain price and a determined quality set according to your necessity.

I have 3 children and one memory…

I say memory, because a few years ago a tender and sweet flower was born to me, with little usefulness perhaps, and with a lot of health problems… she lived for 2 years and then finally passed away… in that time laps, between hospitals and suffering, that girl allowed me to get rid of my disability… she expanded my ability to love.

Walter, believe me, being enlightened is not a matter of knowledge or mystic experiences, it is about loving more and more, day after day.

I send you my humble blessings, that your daughter will overcome each and every problem, but first of all my blessing is to you, that you’ll be able to stop seeing your daughter, life, and yourself and others as something useful… as a packet of cigarettes, as a beer can or a notebook to take notes.

Humanity and its way of perceiving people, does not allow us to express our ability to love…

I know that it is difficult… difficult not because of you Walter… but because we were trained only to buy, rent and sell!… to get a value! To set and categorize others according to their rate… we go through the world with that small machine that pastes price labels… pasting them on others, and that which we call “human relationships”.

How sad!!… We feel so threatened when another product is put on display next to us… another object with a higher price.

We feel the fear of losing the customer… fear that our value will drop.

Always remember … love isn’t a comfort, love isn’t useful.

I don’t love you because you are convenient… no, no, no… Loving you can be a huge inconvenience… I don’t love you because you are useful… no, no, no…

We love, because love is our natural song. It is the essence of our life.

Didn’t you notice yourself the moment you loved? … How alive you were?

You think that life it difficult and unfair… no Walter, it is wonderful… But it doesn’t always understand our illusory foolishness.

I admire Mother Teresa. Do you know why?

Not because she helped disabled children. No!

She truly helped parents, she helped us — a sick humanity… she helped thousands of parents and an incapacitated society to love.

It is written in the bible, “LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS YOU LOVE THY SELF”… and I say to you, be careful!… because you’ll be able to perceive the other, only as you perceive yourself… If you see yourself as cheap merchandise, it will be impossible for you to love. Products fight, compete and get sold… it is sad but they are also being dumped… to the trash bin or to “elderly citizen’s home”… when their utility is expired…

Products might have value, but have no soul. They have no heart… they do not cry…they do not suffer; they do not feel… it is possible to store and to reduce their value… according to their utility. As much as you serve, that’s your value.

Do you know why humanity never accepted masters in good spirits? Because they are not comfortable, because they are the ones who object to see humanity as preservative cans. Masters do not accept this game in which you are being asked to be a basic product… Because in this huge market of ambitions, wars, exploitation, competitions, we are so inconvenient… inconvenient to man and his society…

A master is the sound of a bubbling brook…

A sunset, the sound of the river does not join any political party; you can’t even send them to fight a war…

In short, sincerely, what can this poor society do with them? They are not useful.

What have they got to teach?

Only the art of smiling… the profession of flying… the skill of listening to the wind… the gift of ingenuousness… the doctorate of star gazing whilst strolling on the she shore… only such similar professions.

Now tell me why wouldn’t they want to kill you?

A Master is one of those things like a night lightened by a full moon, which helps so much but at the same time is so useless…

Your daughter is a star, a sunset; who can help you tremendously even though being useless.

Hari Bol!, and a huge hug my friend… I call you a friend even though I found no real use in you… and if I would have found, I would have doubted if our friendship is true…

I’m not sure if you understand what I am saying in this moment…

But only by getting close to someone, who has no use to us, someone who gives us nothing but inconvenience, One can learn true love.

This daughter is a star! A flower! … Disabled? No my dear Walter … the disabled, the handicapped, the limited are us.

We are a sick society in which even a tear is no more than a weakness.

Farewell, and remember always: what turns us into true humans, is exactly those things we love, respect and accept, even if it is not for their use…